Billionaire Heiress Strikes Back Novels & Stories

When they were no other person to offer more than what Sarah had offered, the necklace was sold to her and at the same time she slowly removed her mask allowing everyone to see her face including Xavier and Claudia who were staring in shock and at the same time the whispering voices of other people filled the hall as people were surprised to see Sarah Jones one of the richest billionaire in Europe, they only heard rumors about her but never got the chance to meet her in person, but here she was presently in New York City, stunning and authoritative beyond their imaginations. Once she turned her gaze towards Xavier and Claudia, she smirked devilishly at them. To be continued..

Now, I was no longer the Jane who cried on park benches or begged for scraps of love from people who didn’t deserve me. I was Jane Harrison, CEO of one of the largest oil companies in San Francisco CA, a mother to a beautiful daughter, and a woman who had reclaimed her power. All just because of one good man. Nate. My phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. I glanced at the screen and smiled when I saw the name. Answering the call, I leaned back, my voice warm and steady. “What is it, Nate? Don’t tell me you’re already missing me.”

i said coldly. Debbie rolled her eyes. "You still still haven't answered Becky's question. Where did you steal the money to buy that dress?" I stayed silent. I could have easily shut them all up by revealing the truth. That I wasn't some abandoned woman crawling back into high society. That I was Giselle Von Howard, the heiress to one of the richest empire in the world. But I wasn't about to waste my breath on people who had already made up their minds about me. Patrick scoffed his voice dropping into something almost bitter. "So this is why you accepted the divorce? Because you wanted to some rich guy? Because you wanted to get back at me?. I stared at him. Unbelievable.

As I made my way to breakfast, I noticed the sharp stares from a few of the family members. When I entered the dining room, Victoria was already seated, sipping her tea with a smug smile. Nathan was reading something on his phone, his expression darkening. “What’s going on?” I asked cautiously, taking a seat. Nathan glanced up at me, his eyes cold. “You might want to check the news.” I pulled out my phone, my heart racing as I opened a trending article. The headline hit me like a punch to the gut: From Rags to Riches: The Callahan Heiress’s Shocking Past!

He confirmed she was indeed the one and told me she was wasted in a bar. "Good. Don't scare her away. Just text me the location and I'll be there," I instructed and he did as I said. On my arrival at the bar, I spotted her at a corner, downing shots of tequila and I decided to act real quick. I whisked her out of the bar without being noticed and managed to get her to my mansion. She looked like a stack of bones when we got back and I wondered why Damon Rein's precious daughter looked like someone who just escaped asylum. Compared to what the media outlets described, this lady in me bed was the exact opposite.

And besides, it would be a little hypocritical of her to refuse him now on the basis of his wealth, when she had just unearthed laws making herself one of the youngest female CEO billionaires in history. Pot and kettle and all that. Feeling like her thoughts had been gathered, Abigail headed back to the house. But she decided to make a pit stop. She now knew that the uncultivated lands she had been so casually strolling on for months did not, in fact, belong to her father and were not part of his estate. But, Abigail supposed, no one had arrested her yet. So, she might as well take one last walk there. She was walking for a few minutes, when she heard a familiar voice.

Her will and strength to carry on with life despite having so many burdens to carry was amazing, which made him love her in secret. He wanted to be a perfect man for her, someone she could not refuse when the right time came, and so even if it broke his heart to be away from her, he did so. It was supposed to be an opportunity which would help him to become a better man for her, but when he found out she married a famous billionaire, his world was crushed in an instant. And now, he was seeing her in flesh; the beautiful Michelle Finley, who was now carrying another man’s last name... Still, it did not make his desire go away. He wanted to own her...

He snapped angrily, still finding it hard to process the shock of finding out that morning when Gary suddenly informed him that morning during breakfast. He had always thought she was power-grubbing and needed that high position as a shield against her insecurities, which was why she had done the best in her power to keep her title as a billionaire heiress. Even when he suddenly pulled a big financial depreciation on the company with his private funds to undermine her efforts, and give her reasons to come back and grovel to him, he was shocked when she rose back on her feet without coming to him for help. He would never have expected her to give up on the position just when he least expected

I turned my attention back to Agatha, who was gracefully navigating the crowded ballroom, her laughter a melodic counterpoint to the dull roar of conversation. She was radiant tonight, her black dress a perfect foil for her pale skin, her eyes sparkling with a newfound confidence, a fire that I had helped ignite. She’d blossomed in her role as CEO of NexGen, proving to everyone, including herself, that she was more than just Aldo De Rossi’s daughter, more than just Nathan Richards’s ex-wife. She was a force to be reckoned with, a woman who commanded respect, a woman who deserved the best. And I was determined to give her just that.

" Dalton's brows knitted together in disdain. "What's wrong with people at your company? I'm here to evaluate a business deal, not find myself a bed companion." Smirking, I spat out the cherry pit into the trash can before answering, "Now, now, the woman's got ambition. She's hoping to become Mrs. Billionaire Investor, of course. Her goal is to sleep her way into a marriage with you and to get half of your fortune. "So, Mr. Billionaire Investor, why don't you play along with me and put on a show for her?"